DOMINIC’S POV
“What?”
“How you claim to know Dante Devereux so well,” Alec said. “You called him family, didn’t you?” His eyes stayed on me. “I find it interesting that you say you know him so well, yet you had no idea he was actively investigated by the Organized Crime Control Bureau and the FBI four years ago.”
My head snapped up. “He was what?”
“Investigated.” Alec smirked. “For murder. You see, in every one of these deaths, there was one constant.” He paused. “Dante Devereux.”
My lips parted and the only thing that filled my head were Dante’s warnings, the subtle threats I’d brushed off as nothing but arrogance. They screamed in my head now.
“I connected the dots faster than anyone,” Alec continued. “All these men had been on the FBI’s radar for years because of their involvement
